"All that stuff—it’s not yours. And you know something else about all that stuff? It’s not you." ~Max Lucado
“Life is not defined by what you have, even when you have a lot.”
Have I ever defined myself by the stuff I own? Probably. (And I'm not proud when I admit that.)
It's that whole "Keeping up with the Joneses" dilemma. Surely the stuff we own proves something about us, right? At least, we think it does. Or else we wouldn't care what the Joneses had. We wouldn't care so much about what we had--or didn't have.
Stuff. I have too much of it. And that's a problem. But letting my stuff--clothes or shoes or books or the kind of car I drive--define me, that's narrowing the definition of who I am down to inanimate objects that break or rust or go out of style or depreciate the minute you drive them off the lot.
In Your Words: Have you got a handle on your stuff--or does it have an unhealthy hold on you? Treasuring a family heirloom is one thing, but purchasing something because it supposedly gives you a boost in status . . . that's something else all together.
Labels: Beth K. Vogt, In Others' Words, stuff we keep